Chapter Thirteen; A Distant Memory

Alright first of to Gabrielle, you're story is REALLY starting to freak me out! I mean I can feel my heart literally pounding inside my chest as I read it, especially with that creepy song from Hocus Pocus. But the thing is I love them both! I can't help but continue reading it because I'm DYING to know what happens next! Hmm, maybe Chucky is a little bit like he is in this story being simply misunderstood? I don't know but keep up with the updates I beg of you! Anyway to Daisy I forgot to say that you don't annoy me in the slightest bit so go ahead to write what you want in the comments section! J Alright anyway here is the next chapter!

Tiffany burst inside the hospital as fast as her legs could carry her. "How is she!?" she exclaimed frantically after spotting one of the doctors. "I'm sorry?" he questioned. "Oh I'm sorry my bad, I looking for my husband Chucky, and his friend Mary Barclay." She explained. "Oh, so that's her name. Poor little thing." He said while shaking his head with a sigh. "That little girl must mean an awful lot to your husband, he's refused to leave her side ever since they brought her here." He explained. "She does," Tiffany began softly. "she means the world to him." She finished.

Meanwhile, Chucky sat upon Mary's hospital and gazed down at her through his teary eyes as he clutched on tightly to her hand. "Come on kid, you can't do this to me." He said with a sniff before rubbing his nose with his free hand. "I need you." He told her when suddenly Mary's eyes slowly began to open. "Mary?" Chucky questioned as tears of joy streamed down his face. "You're alive!" he exclaimed excitedly as he grabbed ahold of her and hugged her tightly. "You scared the shit out of me kid!" he began as he kissed her cheek. "I love you so much." He told her as Mary scrunched up her face in confusion. "Thank you but, who are you?" she asked him as Chucky quickly let go of her. "What!?" he exclaimed.

"You've got to be joking! You know who I am!" he told her. "I'm sorry, but no I don't." she told him with a shake of her head. "Come on Mary, we've known each other for years. Stop fooling around." He told her. "I don't understand, who's Mary?" she questioned. "Oh no, you have got to be fuckin kidding me!" he cried. "Mary come on, snap out of it would ya?" he asked as he gently tapped his hand up against her cheek and began to shake her gently. "It's me Chucky, now come on! You're honestly telling me that you don't recognize me!?" he exclaimed but she just simply shook her head.

"You mean, you really don't know who I am?" he asked her again but she just shook her head when suddenly Tiffany walked into the room. "Oh great!" he snapped with a roll of his eyes. "Well it's nice to see you too asshole!" she yelled back at him. "No, not you. It's Mary, she can't remember anything. She doesn't recognize me and she doesn't even know who she is." He explained. "Oh I see,.. it looks like she has amnesia." She realized. "Yeah, no kidding." Chucky said. " So the question is what am I supposed to about it?" he asked her.

"Well I don't really know for sure. I just know about it from reading it from magazines in the doctor's office for all these years. And from what I read, memory loss is very common in head injuries." She explained. "Oh, well, will it come back?" he asked her. "It should," she began with a nod. " At least, I think so. But in the meantime maybe you can try jogging Mary's memory with special items that are important to her, and tell her stories about all the adventures that you've had together." She explained as Chucky quickly turned to look back over at the girl now fast asleep inside the bed.

"But Tiff, what if her memory doesn't come back?" he questioned. "Only time will tell, but I wouldn't worry about it. Just hope and believe that it will." She told him as he simply heaved a sigh and slowly bent down to kiss Mary's forehead. "You just remember how much I love you." He whispered before he got up and followed Tiffany out of the room.

I apologize for the super short chapter, but there will be more later, I promise.